I see little alteration at Lyons since I formerly passed through it. Its manufactories are, nevertheless, flourishing, though less improvement than could be expected is visible in the external aspect of the place.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonTears fell from my eyes - yes, weak and foolish as it now appears to me, I wept for my departed youth; and for that beauty of which the faithful mirror too plainly assured me, no remnant existed.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington[His mind] was like a volcano, full of fire and wealth, sometimes calm, often dazzling and playful, but ever threatening. It ran swift as the lightning from one subject to another, and occasionally burst forth in passionate throes of intellect, nearly allied to madness.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonGrief is, of all the passions, the one that is the most ingenious and indefatigable in finding food for its own subsistence.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington